Scott ran up the hallway, took a turn, took another turn. He had no idea where he was going, Kenna wasn’t replying, and he didn’t know where his mum was. His heart was racing, but he was trying to stay as quiet as possible. He paused when he heard footsteps running, waiting around the corner to ambush whoever it was. A familiar scent caught his nose and a temporary sigh of relief left him. “Kenna?” Scott whispered out. 

Are you freaking kidding me? Just once I’d like something normal and not life-threatening to happen.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but he knew it was soon. Soon, he'd be able to use a new body-- or maybe even the same one, to continue his havoc on the small town of Beacon Hills. It'd be easier to take Danny again, with his mind all broken up from the last time, but he didn't want to risk another chance of the pathetic human almost dying. It took time for him to rejuvenate; controlling people was never easy. The time would be wasted.

Nobody had found him in his convenient hiding spot. Nobody would guess to check in the old tunnels underneath the Hale house. And anybody who stumbled on him accidentally would only succumb to him, he was sure. He was safe and soon, he'd be able to kill again.